Send !

Carol was one hundred per cent straight but she was getting an almost sexual thrill out of continuing to peruse the photos she had taken of Debbi. It was the thrill of a plan coming together and being perfectly executed. It was the thrill of holding Debbi up to ridicule and exposure as a punishment for real and imagined slights. It was the thrill of imagining herself in the position of her male colleagues viewing photos of Debbi gripping the back of the stool and thrusting her pussy at the camera. Or bending and spreading her own ass cheeks apart. How had the stupid bitch ever fallen for the insistence that such poses were necessary for the medical insurers ? Once again, Carol congratulated herself on her master plan. The fortuitous reminder from the guys in the print room about business process requirement 2155c was the icing on the cake !

Carol was snapped out of her reverie by the now fully dressed Debbi bursting out of her office. "I'm going home" she announced. "I've spoken to Jeff, I'm taking tomorrow and Monday off for a long weekend." Carol looked at her with a grin. "It wasn't that bad today was it ?" she laughed. "It was a bloody awful day" Debbi replied. "And you weren't much help either" she accused Carol, "screwing up the laundry with my clothes." With that parting shot, Debbi left. "Cow !" Carol murmured to herself. She called up the email she had written earlier from Debbi's account to all team leaders and above. With an evil grin, she pressed <send> !